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Friends
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God's
Way
Of
Caring
For
Us
Story
by
a
Hospice
of
Metro
Denver
physician.
I
just
had
one
of
the
most
amazing
experiences
of
my
life,
and
wanted
to
share
it
with
my
family
and
dearest
friends:
I
was
driving
home
from
a
meeting
this
evening
about
5,
stuck
in
traffic
on
Colorado
Blvd.,
and
the
car
started
to
choke
and
splutter
and
die
-
I
barely
managed
to
coast,
cursing,
into
a
gas
station,
glad
only
that
I
would
not
be
blocking
traffic
and
would
have
a
somewhat
warm
spot
to
wait
for
the
tow
truck.
It
wouldn't
even
turn
over.
Before
I
could
make
the
call,
I
saw
a
woman
walking
out
of
the
"quickie
mart"
building,
and
it
looked
like
she
slipped
on
some
ice
and
fell
into
a
Gas
pump,
so
I
got
out
to
see
if
she
was
okay.
When
I
got
there,
it
looked
more
like
she
had
been
overcome
by
sobs
than
that
she
had
fallen;
she
was
a
young
woman
who
looked
really
haggard
with
dark
circles
under
her
eyes.
She
dropped
something
as
I
helped
her
up,
and
I
picked
it
up
to
give
it
to
her.
It
was
a
nickel.
At
that
moment,
everything
came
into
focus
for
me:
the
crying
woman,
the
ancient
Suburban
crammed
full
of
stuff
with
3
kids
in
the
back
(1
in
a
car
seat),
and
the
gas
pump
reading
$4.95.
I
asked
her
if
she
was
okay
and
if
she
needed
help,
and
she
just
kept
saying:
"I
don't
want
my
kids
to
see
me
crying,"
so
we
stood
on
the
other
side
of
the
pump
from
her
car.
She
said
she
was
driving
to
California
and
that
things
were
very
hard
for
her
right
now.
So
I
asked,
"And
you
were
praying?"
That
made
her
back
away
from
me
a
little,
but
I
assured
her
I
was
not
a
crazy
person
and
said,
"He
heard
you,
and
He
sent
me."
I
took
out
my
card
and
swiped
it
through
the
card
reader
on
the
pump
so
she
could
fill
up
her
car
completely,
and
while
it
was
fueling,
walked
to
the
next
door
McDonald's
and
bought
2
big
bags
of
food,
some
gift
certificates
for
more,
and
a
big
cup
of
coffee.
She
gave
the
food
to
the
kids
in
the
car,
who
attacked
it
like
wolves,
and
we
stood
by
the
pump
eating
fries
and
talking
a
little.
She
told
me
her
name,
and
that
she
lived
in
Kansas
City.
Her
boyfriend
left
2
months
ago
and
she
had
not
been
able
to
make
ends
meet.
She
knew
she
wouldn't
have
money
to
pay
rent
Jan
1,
and
finally
in
desperation
had
finally
called
her
parents,
with
whom
she
had
not
spoken
in
about
5
years.
They
lived
in
California
and
said
she
could
come
live
with
them
and
try
to
get
on
her
feet
there.
So
she
packed
up
everything
she
owned
in
the
car
She
told
the
kids
they
were
going
to
California
for
Christmas,
but
not
that
they
were
going
to
live
there.
I
gave
her
my
gloves,
a
little
hug
and
sai
d
a
quick
prayer
with
her
for
safety
on
the
road.
As
I
was
walking
over
to
my
car,
she
said,
"So,
are
you
like
an
angel
or
something?"
This
definitely
made
me
cry.
I
said,
"Sweetie,
at
this
time
of
year
angels
are
really
busy,
so
sometimes
God
uses
regular
people."
It
was
so
incredible
to
be
a
part
of
someone
else's
miracle.
And
of
course,
you
guessed
it,
when
I
got
in
my
car
it
started
right
away
and
got
me
home
with
no
problem.
I'll
put
it
in
the
shop
tomorrow
to
check,
but
I
suspect
the
mechanic
won't
find
anything
wrong.
Sometimes
the
angels
fly
close
enough
to
you
that
you
can
hear
the
flutter
of
their
wings...
"Cast
thy
burden
upon
the
Lord,
and
He
shall
sustain
thee.
He
shall
never
suffer
the
righteous
to
be
moved."
Psalms
55:22
"Father,
I
ask
You
to
bless
my
children,
grandchildren,
friends,
relatives
and
those
reading
this
right
now.
Show
them
a
new
revelation
of
your
love
and
power.
Holy
Spirit,
I
ask
You
to
minister
to
their
spirit
at
this
very
moment.
Where
there
is
pain,
give
them
Your
peace
and
mercy.
Where
there
is
self
doubt,
release
a
renewed
confidence
through
Your
grace,
In
Jesus'
precious
name.
Amen."
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